When I destroyed my unwanted children, it was murder. When Yahweh did the same, it was eugenics. Do you… — James Morrow

My own preliminary diagnosis is that I am out of my skull and getting farther from its vicinity every day.

“In fact, there’s probably only one thing worse than not being able to understand a person.”

“What’s that?” asked Nimrod.

“Being able to understand him completely.”

Being God, I must choose My words carefully. People, I’ve noticed, tend to hang on to My every remark. It gets annoying, this servile and sycophantic streak in Homo sapiens sapiens. There’s a difference, after all, between tasteful adulation and arrant toadyism, but they just don’t get it.